A.N.- Sorry this disclaimer/note came late. But anyway, hope you're enjoying this fan fiction almost as much as I'm enjoying watching House on Netflix. Sadly I do not own anything other than Elena Amber and her brother and his wife. The rest belongs to FOX! Read, review, follow, fave, whatever! I'd love feedback! Without further adieu here's chapter 3.

Chapter 3- House Calls

Elena Amber

James' office at the hospital was open with windows that let in light from all directions. The big chestnut desk sat in the center of the room like the focal point of a still life with the chairs facing the big chair. He held the door open for me and once I was inside he walked in and shut the door.

I walked over to the big L-shaped couch near one of the windows but before I sat down James came and lifted me off my feet in a twirl. I laughed, "House could walk in at any minute. Or Cuddy."

"House can deal with it," James said as he sat me on the couch and knelt in front of me. His hands came to my throat gently.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Checking your lymph nodes for cancer," he smiled and came to sit beside me and then took me on his lap. "You, Elena Amber, are cancer free," he said and kissed my neck and then my lips. "I will never let cancer touch your life again."

"Okay," I breathed.

"WILSON!" A booming voice came through the open door.

"Oh yes, House dearest?" James said as Gregory House walked into the room. He was tall but his stance was awkward because of the cane he leaned on. He was dressed in a band t-shirt and jeans, which was so unusual to me because James dressed so nicely.

"Oh I had no idea Mrs. Wilson was here," House said looking at me.

"Hi, House," I said.

"So is the wedding tomorrow? Should I bring balloons to the hospital? Do you want me to provide music? We could have Cameron do the flowers. And Cuddy could be the flower girl."

"Would you be the ring bearer too, House?" I teased.

"Ooh, I would but I try to avoid walking when I don't have to," I saw a hint of a smile cross House's face. House and I were warming up to each other after all this time because we had sass wars and that was fun. "Anyway, Wilson I need you."

"What for?"

"Can you take over for me at the clinic? I'm hiding from Cuddy."

"What's in it for me?" James asked.

"A hundred bucks, and I'll keep Mrs. Wilson here occupied while you're gone. Do you like puzzles, Mrs. Wilson?" House asked me.

"Sure."

"Fine," James rose, "but I expect the money when I check out from the clinic, House."

"I love you Wilson," House said as I got up and followed House to his office. He opened the door. "Chase! Cameron! Foreman! What have we got? We have a visitor today and I want to impress her."

"Hi Elena," Cameron said with a smile giving me a hug. Her slightly pregnant belly bumped mine as she hugged me, "Where's Wilson?"

"Clinic."

"House!" Cameron said, "If Cuddy finds out that you…"

"Relax," House waved his hand dismissively, "I'm paying Wilson off to help me avoid Cuddy. I don't need your worry to kill Chase's baby that's in your oven."

"House!"

"What have we got? Come on people, time is money. What cases can we use to impress my future semi sister in law?"

"We've got a twenty-one year old presenting with necrotizing fasciitis," Chase said, "She has a fever, tachycardia, and swollen tissue. It fits."

"Mrs. Wilson," House turned to me, "Are you better with people than I am? Because I'll pay you twenty bucks to go get the sob story worthy history out of this girl."

I laughed, "I'll do it." I held out my hand and House put the money in my hand and I walked out the door.

"Ten says she just goes to see Wilson," Chase said as I walked away.

"Damn it Elena," House very seldom used my first name unless I had outsmarted him or he was being serious. I glanced over my shoulder.

"Love you House!"